It is said that the human species thrives on curiosity. It is that curiosity that led us here. Our evolution, our mere presence on Earth is a consequence of our curiosity. It is that very curiosity that led to the discovery of fire, wheel and all the things that we see built around us. How then would anyone live without imbibing nature? The more I’ve pondered about the delicacies of this topic, the more I wonder if we’ve actually evolved. Let’s go back in time to 17th and 18th century. Walked on Earth a great thinker. As he’d called himself, a natural philosopher. Sir Isaac Newton. Having contributed to physics, mathematics and probably most of the phenomenal work we’ve been able to do, he had never called himself a scientist or an engineer. He was a natural philosopher. A great thinker. A thinker about the realms of nature. Then there was Da Vinci. Known for his art, his dissections, his mathematics and his proposition of designs for airplanes. How is it that we’ve narrowed down? Why do we make kids pick from the pool of topics to explore? Why can’t we be thinkers? Isn’t that what the ultimate purpose of our species is? Maybe it differs from man to man, but ultimately, it’s that innate curiosity that drives humanity forward. The ignorance towards topics outside of our field of interest is simply the most disturbing truth we’re facing on a whole. As we try desperately to save mother earth from the hands of eternal darkness, we understand a deep underlying truth, our insignificance on the gigantic scale of cosmos. Needless to say, curiosity is what led us to this very point, but curiosity could well be our one way out. This cosmic mess that we’ve stumbled upon seems to have no way out other than the end of our species. Yes, we do have hope of turning to Mars, but on a logical space, our end seems very near. If only we had more thinkers, maybe we’d be better off. I guess this was the negative impact of technology that everyone was warning us about. Maybe the end of our species wasn’t a physical one, but the final submission to technology as most of us battle to get our minds off it. All we’ll have to remember is that an end to curiosity would mean the end to us. I guess there’s no way out of that.
Having just finished performing at the international music festival, a heavy hearted Karan found his way back to his room. The grip on his guitar was loosening and his heart beating fast. Flashes of her face is all that he could see. His eyes still held love for her. The one that left him 7 years back. His heartbeat, racing like a horse, knew nothing but the love for her. He had grown tired. People walking past were patting him, congratulating him for the stellar performance on stage. His dream had finally come true. He could now look up at the skies and tell the world beyond that he had moved on. As he walked into his room, placing his guitar on the table, he crashed into the bed. As the night grew older, the strings of his guitar told his story. The story of a young boy whose only mistake was the love he had. All the years they spent together snapped in one instant just like the strings of the guitar. How worn out it had become. The night was still young, reminiscent of all the sle...
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